In January one of my best friends, the incredible miss Zanne, came to visit all the way from San Francisco. We had the most wonderful time. A lot of relaxing evenings on terraces, her incredible cooking skills, fresh ginger tea. We walked miles and miles around and through the city, ruined her shoes, hit my favorite flamenco bar a couple of times, and loved in general. Such a perfect time.

too long since I'd seen that face

Checked out the Royal palace on a grey afternoon. My first time. It was so ornate, overwhelmingly gaudy.

baro-ho-ho-que

Museo de Jamón

We did some serious damage wine-wise. Just how I like it. Zanne had to go home after two weeks.. I contemplated burning her passport, but she’s got cats/sister to take care of in SF so I gave in. One of many reasons I’m looking forward to life in SF again… miss that girl so much!

In January Becca came to hang with me on her way to Ghana. So much fun. We took a sweet little day trip to Segovia, spent a lot of time on the balcony, ate really well, and drank our weight in wine. She is my heterosexual life mate.

Before Segovia pictures, here are a few from Bec and my trip on Madrid’s Teleferic0, which is a ski lift type of thing that runs over a forest in the far northwest of the city.

solo sax practicin'

Now, Segovia. There’s a famous Roman aqueduct there that was built without any mortar, just incredible precision.

Segovia's cathedral, taken from the top of the castle.

City’s built on a hilltop, so from the top of the tower in the castle, it felt so high. Makes me miss ballooning.

viva: alive

I am native to the Mojave Desert of Southern California and have called San Francisco my home for some time now. In August of 2009 I packed up my life to live, study, and work in Madrid, Spain. All of the photos here are mine.